The Missing Guardian
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Ongoing8m
Last published Tue, Dec 24, 2024
NOTE: This is a story regarding my OC, Stella. Her origins begin shortly after the Slendytubbies III DLC ending, but with my own twist. Also note that I'll be a really slow updater :')
TW/CW:
- Mentions of: Death, Gore, Graphic Descriptions of Corpses
- Implied/References of: Panic/Anxiety Attacks
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Stella wasn't meant to exist. She wasn't meant to surpass the virus that infected the machines. She wasn't meant to even have half of the infection in her.
There can only be one explanation for whatever's going on.. Stella has to be a Guardian of some sort. Could she possibly be the new hope to saving the Teletubby race..?
..Or will one loss make her lose all hope..?
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